Alas, there were no Elvis spottings in the French Quarter this weekend - what is Mardi Gras coming to? The weather was horrible, so maybe that was their excuse. The best dancing this year was not at Lafitte's Blacksmith Shop, though I did break it down to my new favorite, Florence and the Machine's Shake It Out. The magical moment was actually in the cajun chicken joint across from the Old Absinthe House, where they play LOUD songs while you wait in line.
I can't remember what song hit my dance gene, but several patrons and the lady frying the chicken reveled in it with me. My friend snapped a pic but he was apparently dancing too. (I like the topstitching on her jeans!)
Last year I got a pic of the most interesting throw; this year it was the most interesting T-shirt.
Some people don't really dress up for Mardi Gras (they're in white bathrobes).
Some people do.
I think these were supposed to be Royal Canadian Mounted Police, but they sang. Is that what they really do?
And here's the grand finale - Endymion's Extravaganza in the Superdome with 14,000 of my closest friends.
Arrived at 8 PM, parade floats started coming in around 9 or 9:30 (you can see them in the mass of people), Maroon 5 started playing around midnight, beddy-bye at 3 AM. Goodnight!